A Funeral For My Doll Head
by Gina Holmes
drag-outs, she broke my doll. Tore it’s head right off and smashed its body.
My mother and sister said nothing for a while, thinking I was just either being morbid or trying to make my sister feel bad for what she’d done. After months of this my mom finally asked me to please throw the broken toy away.
I was horrified., “I have to love her. No one else will.”